On the challenge stage, Ye Qinghuo, a student from Tianba Academy, was a Blade Master. Having just defeated Tianwu Academy's seed student, he was quite pleased with himself at this moment.
"Does your Tianwu Academy have no talents left? Alas! You've disappointed me greatly. With your strength, you're also called one of the Northern Region Three Great Academies alongside our Tianba Academy. I, Ye Qinghuo, am ashamed to be associated with you," Ye Qinghuo said very arrogantly.
These words were quite harsh. Even some teachers and Elders of Tianwu Academy were a bit angry. But this was an inter-College exchange match, and as teachers, as long as the students didn't break the rules, they could only endure it, just glaring angrily.
"I'll go!"
A Black-Clad Youth holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji appeared. His Killing Intent was extremely dense, making one wonder how many lives he had taken to condense such terrifying Killing Intent.
This Black-Clad Youth was precisely Murong Longcheng, whom Zhang Hao hadn't seen in a year.
For the past year, he had been slaughtering Demonic Beasts in the Demonic Beast Forest every day, honing his Martial Skills. Compared to that time, the current Murong Longcheng was definitely much stronger.
The Black-Clad Youth didn't waste any more words. With a step, he ascended the battle stage.
"Is this the Disciple you took in?" Lan Haiping's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise as he looked at Murong Longcheng.
Shi Jingtian nodded, stroking his beard with a slight smile, "How is it? Not bad, right?"
Lan Haiping smiled faintly and said, "He's a promising talent, but he still needs more training and refinement."
"Hmph, make your move!" Ye Qinghuo looked at Murong Longcheng and smiled faintly.
Murong Longcheng said coolly, "I'm afraid that if I make a move, you won't have a chance."
"Arrogant!"
Ye Qinghuo moved, slashing a blade towards Murong Longcheng.
Murong Longcheng moved, taking a step, and swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand to meet it.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The two weapons instantly collided dozens of times in the air.
Ye Qinghuo's heart was slightly startled. He felt that this Murong Longcheng was a monster. The Fang Tian Hua Ji was so heavy, yet he could wield it as if it were made of paper. Moreover, with every clash, his tiger's mouth was shaken painfully.
"Take three of my moves as well!"
Murong Longcheng roared. With a stride, he swung a Ji towards Ye Qinghuo, slashing down.
This slash was both fast and fierce, coupled with the momentum of the Fang Tian Hua Ji. This strike was even more powerful and heavy.
"Block it for me!"
Murong Longcheng roared. He infused ten percent of his strength into the long blade in his hand, slashing down towards Murong Longcheng's position.
"Clang!"
Blade and Ji collided.
Ye Qinghuo felt a numbness in his wrist, and the long blade in his hand was knocked away. His opening was instantly exposed.
Murong Longcheng naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. He strode forward, and with another Ji, he slashed down towards his opponent.
This Ji was powerful and heavy, with an attack range exceeding several dozen meters. Ye Qinghuo was sent flying off the battle stage by a single Ji, falling to the ground and spitting up blood.
This battle truly boosted the morale of Tianwu Academy. Countless students from the Inner Courtyard cheered enthusiastically. Only Lan Haiping and Shi Jingtian's expressions became solemn instead.
"Alas, we've already lost five rounds, and we've only won one now. I didn't expect the people from our Tianwu Academy to be so happy. Their true ace hasn't even shown up yet!" Lan Haiping shook his head, his expression gloomy.
Shi Jingtian looked at Lan Haiping and asked faintly, "Old Lan, if that eccentric kid comes back this time, there might still be hope."
Lan Haiping couldn't help but furrow his brow. When he had contacted Zhang Hao before, he had used a communication talisman, but it had failed several times. Finally, he had no choice but to send someone to the Watt Country with a letter. As for whether Zhang Hao had seen it or not, he really wasn't sure.
Ye Qinghuo stepped down, looking somewhat dejected. A blue-clad youth in tight clothes, wielding a sword, smiled faintly at him and said, "Don't worry, I'll avenge you."
Ye Qinghuo was overjoyed and said, "Brother Yue Shan, my strength is the lowest among those present. Any one of you going up can crush that Ice Charcoal."
Because Murong Longcheng's face was always cold, Ye Qinghuo casually gave him the nickname Ice Charcoal.
Yue Shan nodded confidently and said, "Watch me!"
Yue Shan then leaped onto the battle stage.
"You should rest for half an hour. I don't want to take advantage of you," Yue Shan said coolly.
Murong Longcheng shook his head and said, "No need. I didn't expend much just now."
Yue Shan sneered, "In that case, please excuse me."
With the Referee's announcement, this battle began.
After being taken in as a closed-door Disciple by Deputy Dean Shi Jingtian, Murong Longcheng's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds under the massive influx of resources and his life-and-death training outside. He was now at the Peak of Martial King Third Heaven. Yue Shan's cultivation, however, was at Martial King Fourth Heaven. In terms of cultivation, Yue Shan held an advantage over Murong Longcheng.
However, in the year of life-and-death tempering, Murong Longcheng's greatest gain was not only in the advancement of his cultivation but also in the application of his Martial Skills.
"Breaking Kill Slash!"
The Fang Tian Hua Ji slashed down with a single Ji.
Yue Shan felt mountain-like pressure and snorted coldly, "Fire Fiend Three Swords!"
Three swords stabbed towards Murong Longcheng, completely breaking his attack.
Although Yue Shan had an advantage in cultivation, he also knew that Murong Longcheng had an advantage in weaponry. Therefore, Yue Shan used skill to counter force, utilizing his movement technique advantage to engage Murong Longcheng in a mobile battle.
This battle raged until the sky and earth were obscured.
Murong Longcheng clearly knew his disadvantage. Although the power of the Fang Tian Hua Ji was great, it also consumed a lot of True Qi. The longer the fight dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for him.
"Breaking Kill Consecutive Slashes!"
Murong Longcheng roared. He fiercely slashed the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand towards Yue Shan. Under the powerful force of this Ji, it seemed as if even the void would be pierced through.
"Fire Fiend Three Swords!"
Yue Shan's sword in his hand exploded outwards, unleashing waves of intense heat. These three swords seemed to transform into three fire dragons.
"Boom!"
The two forces collided in the air. Murong Longcheng was sent flying over a dozen meters by a scorching wave of heat. Yue Shan was also struck and sent flying through the air.
Murong Longcheng climbed up from the ground, feeling somewhat dejected. He hadn't expected that after a year of training, he would only defeat one opponent before being defeated again. Was the gap between him and that person really that big?
Yue Shan also climbed up from the ground at this moment, spitting up blood and looking extremely pale. His injuries seemed even heavier than Murong Longcheng's. However, because he was still on the battle stage, according to the rules, this round was considered a win for Tianba Academy.
"Brother Lan, you only have one spot left this time. You need to think carefully about who to send out, otherwise, another loss won't look good," Gu Kaiyuan, the Deputy Dean of Tianba Academy, said with a smile.
"No need to think. I'll go up next."
Just then, a youth strode forward. A lazy smile appeared on his face. It was Zhang Hao.